I'm so spoiled...

I really am. I had this realization last night at dinner, when my wonderful boyfriend went to sit down (after getting up to get our food, realizing they screwed his up, bringing me mine, sitting down, and getting back up to check on his) just as I realized I was out of diet coke. I made a face, and he immediately hopped up to get me some. I offered, and he just smiled and said no, he would grab me some. I know that sounds like a really small thing. And maybe it is. But at the end of a long, frustrating afternoon of homework, it made me smile. And its a million more things like that, every single day. Calling me before Sunday School to make sure I woke up because we were up late the night before. Bringing me coffee. Bringing me chocolate when I am deep in hw and look frustrated. Trying to do everything to go home with me at Spring Break so I can be in Texas for a few days. Giving me the stool he is using for his feet so that I can put my laptop on it while I read a book. Getting up and finding me a blanket because he knows I am cold and don't want to get up to get one. Having gmail and facebook open on his computer when he knows I am coming over to use it for hw, because I can't do hw without distractions. Letting me cover every surface of his house in sticky notes I have doodled on. Thinking all the silly things I do are cute.

I really am more lucky than I can put into words. Not sure how the heck he was single when I met him, but VERY thankful that he was. And that hes mine. :)

Homesick...

This last semester is so frustrating. I feel like it is always somehow harder to go home in the spring (despite the lack of football games to take up my weekends), but especially this year. Top that off with the fact that I don't have a job yet, and the fact that I just bought a car... I'm a bit homesick. I wish so bad I had the money to fly home but I just don't. I desperately wish I could go home at Spring Break, but I have serious doubts that will happen. I know its part of growing up... but living out here will be so much easier when I have the money to travel back. Texas will always be home... part of my heart will always be there.

September can't get here soon enough... thats the next time I know I have a fair shot of being able to get back. Thats so overwhelming to even think about-- it seems like forever. :(

Where I want to be...

So its January... starting the last semester of my graduate career. And we all know what that means... job apps anyone??
Its a tough transition. I feel like I've barely been here long enough to even get used to the idea that I no longer live in Texas, and yet its already coming to an end.
I'm getting into the job search process more, and its a bit rough. I know where I want to be, and yet I don't know at all. I tend to wait until I know 110% what I want to do before I run after it... and right now I feel like I am running after things because I a) need a job, and b) want to be near my boyfriend. That really isn't a BAD thing... its just difficult for me, because I have to apply and interview before my mind is made up about where I want to work or which jobs look like an exact match for me.

In all of this... I know God has a plan. Everytime I worry about May and the changes it will bring, I remind myself that He has brought me to this place in my life for a REASON. There is something amazing ahead... I'm just waiting to see what that is. <3